Whit walked by the office, thinking there must be something going on, because there were hordes of students milling around trying to understand the shouts that Whit finally registered. Everyone should have been to homeroom and on to their first hour classes, in her case English, by now, but instead the halls were full and overflowing, people talking and laughing, with the muted shouts still coming from the office. ??I guess I don??t have to report in late,?? she muttered. ??What??s going on??? she asked another student, Wesley, an exchange student from England.
??Feck if I know,?? he replied, ??it??s barmy! Some chav is in there with the bender and the daft cow wut teaches English, and some wanking tyre-biter wanting to take some John Thomas off to visit her Majesty??s Rooming House.??
Whit just stared at him.
??Man, it??s monkeys outside, isn??t it? They??ve just lost the plot in there, it??s totally shambolic.??
??Huh??? asked Whit, dumbly.